[The sound is a little deafening even with the earmuffs on. Bobby's shots are sloppy, unused as he is to this kind of weapon. He empties the magazine and inspects his woeful attempts with a rueful smile.]
It'll take a lot of practice before I'm as good with this as I am with ice.
[To demonstrate, Bobby makes a flicking motion with his wrist towards the target. A small, sharp shard of ice shoots from his fingertips and slices right through the paper bullseye.]
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It'll take a lot of practice before I'm as good with this as I am with ice.
[To demonstrate, Bobby makes a flicking motion with his wrist towards the target. A small, sharp shard of ice shoots from his fingertips and slices right through the paper bullseye.]